8 Iz Enuff Big L (Ft. Big Twan, Buddah Bless, Cam'ron, McGruff, Mike Boogie, Terra & Trooper J)

[Intro: Big L]
Yo, my crew is in the house
Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless
Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J and Mike Boogie
And I'ma set it like this

[Verse 1: Big L]
Ayo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked
You better surrender before you get smoked
You niggas be thinkin', "This kid is a joke"
I put chumps to rest fast when my Smith Wes' blast
So just dash, or trespass and get your chest smashed
Rap New York rules, I sport jewels and extort crews
Don't get me pissed, I got a short fuse
I go berserk when I put in work or do dirt, jerk
So stay alert, no smoke 'cause these knuckles hurt
I'm from the alley, not the valley, I'm hotter than Cali
Wicked like Harry and fuck Sally, I'd rather marry Halle
I revive crowds with live styles, don't hang with jive pals
Adios, ghost, I'm five thous'

[Verse 2: Terra]
Well I'm flav' and I was down with the crime wave
Now it's time saved, yo, 'cause now I'm a rhyme slave
In '87, I sold cracks, collected some dough stacks
Hold gats, a joker got his soul taxed
And low rated, rappers, you know who made it
Tell the Terra to rotate it, his raps are gold-plated
This nigga Terra is past butter, sharp like a glass cutter
Ass brother, I leave your rhyme trash gutter
I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare
Put you in a morgue where it's too late for that Lord prayer
Power struck, Terra drops the follow-up
Sour luck, niggas gotten propped to swallow nuts